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Kareem K Roberts
Kareem K Roberts
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Millennial baby God watch over we Millennial baby, eh God watch over me I feel ah vibe, I feel ah way (Schwabii) Lock in the booth, fuck what they say (Fuck em) This is my life feel, what I'm sayin (feel me) Whatchu hear now, shit I been laid We all been waiting for that faithful day Osama been lacking ol boi been laid Anything ah anything da wah dem say Hennything ah hennything pour When it rains, pour lil more (pour lil more) Thank God we ain't poor no more (poor no more) Cause I'm sleep might sleep on the floor (on the floor) Member days had to sleep on the floor Since young I been praying for more Lose one sense others gon heighten So when them lights cut my dreams only brightened Krdream I dead wasn't lying Brain process at the speed of lightning Demons all around I won't stop fighting Spiritual so my swordplay enlightened En garde, stay on point regardless Off gaurd, flick type fire Supernova Super Saiyan hot (fuego) Glasses jacket shirt I'm "Supa Hot" (fuego) What feets, barefoot to the store Bareback out in Trini shit baking Bare jokes with my cousins non hating Other ones got some problems dem faking Miss how granny wake up early to make bake (love you) Rip to Granny, for you rep 868 All em stare guess I'm jus too sexy Sexy gyal on my menu my next plate Kickin scratching when I get to smashing Hulk smash on that biddy she gasping Bar for bar, not spittin I'm breathing 2nd nature doc don't tell me breathe in Drippy flavor call that extra seasoning (drip drip drip drip) Drip on IV, fit make you seasick I was born with a vale so I see shit (phantom) Sixth sense there go Dutchman sea-ship (phantom) Sea shore, tongue twister rep Bay Shore you heard Millennial baby God watch over we Millennial baby, eh God watch over me My mind, like ah, puzzle hang round me (Schwa-Bii-Ohh) You gon, google, Schwabii Phantom type beat How I, turn Hollywood if I had none to turn to Gold rod on me like I'm Pharaoh social codes I don't know Son like one two three (123) Life's ah movie, but shit not free Haki go crazy, (uh) Zoro couldn't cut me (nah) I been leading the troop (yea) Conqueres Haki (uh) All love please no beef But there's been static I peeped Not shocked I'm ready for war I aim for the core the core RIP to Pop Smoke Jackson legend gone I'm from BK tho (Flatbush) Shit ima jack son Shoutout Stizzy tho, my son a Jackson Shoutout "Schwa-Bii-Oh" Oh you ain't know huh My nigga I'm the one (fuck ya thought) Werbenjagermanjensen (Schwabii # 1) One for all & all for one Gimmie your all or I don't want none Say the word let's link have fun Dick superb she on the run (sheesh) Mouth on Kirby lemme tie her bun (sheesh) Fuck the curb that's her anthem Fuck a curb spin back not done Bright lights nigga don't get stun Yeshua my light my sun, and Mothers please pray for y'all sons 'Cause these streets preying on the young And these jakes shooting us for fun Millennial baby God watch over we (God watch over us) Millennial baby, eh God watch over me (in you only I trust)
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